Ouroboros Record ~Circus of Oubeniel~

1. At the tavern in Brosenne, Wang capital - testimony of the Earl of Ovenil, a former minister

The High Court is also in my spare time. As you can see, I just drank it. Dust that beats and leaves, it would be about as tight as a liquor store. haha.

Yeah, exactly as I said. It's been a long time since I was allowed to name a generation of knights. Thank you. I can't stop it. Thanks to you, I rubbed it in the liquor store... and that's why I turned it back on the civilians.

So, uh, what can I ask you? Are you going to enjoy the economy this evening? I'll answer anything to thank you.

... ovenil? On the inheritance issue of the Ovenil family?

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Ha, ha!

You'll be in trouble if you tell me a joke. Your eldest son will inherit the house without delay and without any problems. That's a waste of time, you know.

Or is that it? The political rush of the people on the clouds - are you allergic? Faction feuds in the palace? If that's the case, the young lady is in trouble too. Being searched for a painless belly, what is stopping you before you succeed to the trail?

Oh, yeah. I did serve Asako's house. It was also my husband who rewarded me for many years of by-product service and awarded me the Knight's Medal of Honor - I quit because of my predecessor's contemporary lord, who was walked away during this time. Well, at the end of the day, I broke myself down and imitated the way you sanded me with your hind legs, before you did anything else.

What a translation. There are plenty of thanks and burdens in this house. So, there's nothing annoying about your house, you can't even tell me if your mouth is torn.

Huh? No? Isn't that a leg pull between nobles? Do you have any personal concerns?

... Sir, I won't say anything wrong. You don't even get a copper coin for putting up smoke where there's no fire. The world, everyone's convinced they're flushing from right to left, and they can't help but put it back to right again, it's nothing. On the contrary, they are smoked from around them. That's what I'm talking about.

So, what the hell do you care? Drinking alcohol, a ship that was originally boarded. I'll ask instead of the dishes.

My eldest son's governor, the inheritance, is going too well, is it? On the other side of the trail contention, how did the second son pull back lightly?

... Oh, man. Is that so?

Before you do, may I ask how much you know about the next boy?

Humph? Kirinko, who made himself young and self-taught and completed his alchemy, a spicy handyman who prepares and sells potions independently, a prodigy who was also invited by the Academy of Magic Instructions of Neighbouring Countries, all the time. Sure, if you just listen there, you sound more worthy of the trail than your inconspicuous eldest son. Ha ha!

But, well, yeah. Why don't you give me my back? How useful is he as the head of the Count's family?

I haven't spoken ill of the old lord's son, but an alchemist is a humble mountain master. I don't know if it's poison or medicine, but I'm here to change lead to gold, and then immortality! I guess I have enough to blow. I don't want parents wishing for traces of a child wearing that. Heard about it. Then sir, even on the death floor, he said he never took the only pills he had prepared. Well, it was to that extent.

I just walked around selling potions in the city. I can't get it. It's not your job to do business on your own, is it? It would be my job to let the lower ones do business. You shouldn't be wearing that back there.

It's just a year away from the academy I studied at around the corner. What the hell did you do...

Yeah, I don't know what happened over there. I know what you're doing, Turius, but before your second son gets to the academy, he's got a knight in his neck.

That's all you can tell, right? Come on, it wasn't a vessel to inherit the Count's house. That's why there was no one in the house to take charge of it. There's no way anyone can chase you down without taking charge of you. So it means that your eldest son has become a trail.

That's enough, right? You've already convinced me, haven't you? You also deserved everything that that boy couldn't win. It's a cheap opera conspiracy.

... Yes. If such a creepy hungry ghost takes over the ovenil house, the house isn't where it leans.

... Everything was almost over.

... Now, this is good.

Hmm? What?

Is there anything you can tell that boy?

Heh, heh...

You'll hear something nasty, sir.

Oh, yeah...... It's easy to talk about bad chest shit to say how much you're paying for alcohol tonight, but is this also a confession to him? To keep it only in the chest, thanks, this... doesn't fit well. Everything will be a little easier if you spit it out...

I was scared, it was. No, you're not. Even now, I'm scared.

Was he such a rough kid? It's not, it's not. If that's all, how good would that have been......

On the contrary, what is it? I was really a calm child of temper. I've never seen you raise your hand to a minister. Though, I don't recall saying much. That's right. Alchemy is a golden hobby. I think I borrowed about a few pennies in advance, but that, too, if my predecessors strongly put it, was honestly pulling back. Yeah, I guess I started selling potions to get funding with a handout other than a dime.

But, you know, it's disgusting when you think about it, right? I'm an aristocratic child, no matter how firm I am, I can't hold back my thoughts and feelings. On the contrary, one or two, I guess it would be more of a sign of hegemony to remember that. That's what I'm talking about, like an adult looking like a child. I put it through to the end, just to keep researching alchemy. That's all I never gave in. More so, that's all......

What is it? If that's all, isn't it just a big, big kid?

Yeah, right...... If that's all I stayed, that's all I could do.

After you find out about that, right? In retrospect, my usual attitude seems great and creepy.

You felt strange the first time... it was when that boy bought his first slave. Yeah, well, as you know, I've been smart since the time of walking, but thank you, I don't think I have an attitude as someone who stands above people. Yes, that's what my lord told me. Oh, sure, I think it was when he was - excuse me, the boy was eight. You still did it with just a child, so if you gave me the lesson, I might have thought you'd wash your feet from alchemy. At that time, I was accompanied by an escort.

Even if the aristocrats say they buy slaves, they still talk about their children. I can't give you that high. We were looking for them in the cheaper order.

... the slave chosen by the boy, it looked terrible and quit. I found out later, it was a little girl. I guess the seller was such an inferior guy. The face was beaten and swollen, but the consciousness hung to death as hazy, was scattered. I figured it out later, because I didn't know if it was a man or a woman. Perhaps he sold it to the slave market rather than killing and throwing it away because his parents bought some grudge, shaken it all the way through, and still lived hard. Yeah, a very selling slave. Bye. You're a child and a woman. You're selling it for that purpose, but the key aspect must be worn out, right? Even if it healed, the wound would be noticeable, whether or not you could live until it was too painful to heal in the first place.

Yeah, I bought that slave. I thought about it a little bit, but it was better than that. Anything, it seems to be magical. Besides, they are so superior that they line up in such a cheap slave store. I certainly don't think it's for sale. I added the value there to the possible split. Although it is easy to buy aristocratic children. I'm the one who panicked. If I leave it up to you to buy such a terrible, miserable slave, I wonder what your lord would say to me if I were ordered to accompany you.

When I left, I found out, it was a rash. That's bad luck, throw it away now, no, kill it. Poor thing, but you're a dying slave, aren't you? I didn't have any shelter, but when I was a boy, I felt relaxed. I just took her to the basement to take care of her until she died. And together they made it easy to cage there. Your father couldn't help it, so he threw a spoon because he liked it.

Then it was about a week later. It's been a long time since my boy made a face out of the basement. Oh, well, finally, I was wondering if that slave screwed up, too.

... A strange little girl was beside her. When I was about six years old, my eyes were white and big, and my face was that I would be a great beauty if it was long. I just wrapped a bandage around my head, and I had a face that was too neat like a doll, and it was so creepy.

Yeah. That seems to be the slave in the meantime. He's a slave whose face should have been eye-catching, who seemed to screw up even now with that half-dead. You won't believe it, but they've healed it. An eight-year-old still uses alchemy.

I doubted my eyes, too. The magic of recovery, you see, is something that doesn't lend itself to the outside world, right? Some of the guys I knew, when they healed the fracture, had a weird way of connecting, and that was the original guy who quit the knight. That daughter-in-law from my standpoint, it seemed like she was deliberately shaped like that. There was no scratch, no distortion, and it healed. Before I impress you, you're talking about chills, right? See how much you can snap, and what children can do. I wouldn't do that if I were scared.

After that, if you raised the child with care, you can still review it. I've been using it for a long time.

What, what's wrong with that? As rough as slavery, no problem? Well, normally, I guess so, but that was a little different hairy. Well, listen to me.

First, in the morning, I'll rent the maid of the mansion, and under that guidance, I'll tap into the trick or whatever it is. Well, I can tell there. I bought a slave from the minister education practice bench. That's about all I can do.

But noon. I don't know. Take him outside the mansion, go to the suburban fields... and let him run even there. Running? No, no, no. That boy watches his daughter run silently and keeps doing that. Within the first, it stretches out for a quarter of an hour, little by little, when you get used to it, let alone until the sun sets. I didn't know what it was.

At night it's a help to experiment with alchemy. That boy, you were wholesale potions to the city merchants, right? I guess that helps. Other than that, they made me do a lot of things.

My daughter obeyed me a lot. Well, I guess peasant hungry ghosts are made to work just as well.

So, it's about time you got used to life like that. Now I'm here to teach you how to handle weapons. It's not for the boy, it's for that girl. That's when I got to the point. He said he was running around that wild place to do this guy. Oh, so it's a setup to make this basement. When I bought them and brought them here, I weakened them a lot, so I gave them strength first. That's done... more than that, I'm going to tell a girl younger than me to have a sword. I couldn't even tell you what it was like.

Yeah, I took it on. It's a favor from the master sergeant. I didn't get into much, but the slave begging for teaching was somewhat more serious. At the top, I've heard of it. Why are you so keen? That girl, she said it clearly. To protect your husband, don't get confused. No matter how much obedience magic there is, slave guts would have been splendid.

When that becomes something to some extent, now it's magic. He paid an adventurer to hire him as a teacher. Using that potion sales. She's the daughter who caught the boy's eye when she said she had magic. Compared to teaching swords, I don't even know. But do you want to go all the way to slavery? For the most part, if you can hire a teacher, why don't you learn magic yourself? Alchemist is more of an honorable position than a shitty business. Some people in the world worked as court magicians and even gave them titles.

So, what happened? Well, he said the adventurer at one end was finished enough to serve. How did you say you were letting Boy go out looking for what he wanted or make a request for a dime? Let's have a little chat, shall we? Even if the Count's warrant isn't to raise slaves to do it. I'd rather ask the Adventurer Alliance directly than turn slaves into child adventurers. By and large, there are guilds to make you do that kind of trouble. It's the end of the line.

What? If that's about it, what do you mean? As strange as slavery is, don't you see any particular problem?

... That's true. But this is just the beginning. My destiny is coming.

Hurry up. Put it down, sir. This is a very wide-ranging topic. I wanted to turn it around later if I could.

He's - my second son's boy, he's been buying slaves again soon after he bought that first slave. Apparently when the handmade potions came to sell somehow. You saved your own money and bought it this time, not the assistance of your master.

But the slave is dead. The first one I bought survived a habit that seemed like a pain in the ass. I don't think it lasted six months. Even before the second slave died, they were buying a third. I've never seen you before. The fourth... Is it the fourth? I don't know... One day, that first daughter of a slave I bought was putting the body of an unfamiliar slave in her luggage and going outside to dump it. Ever since that girl came out to use at his behest, a slave he didn't know was going to dump the body of a slave he didn't know.

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Yeah, a slave, huh? I was killing him, wasn't I?

Ha ha... don't make me look weird for a long time? Your face says it's nothing like killing a slave compared to putting your hands up to a minister or maid or pinching a waste on your family.

Oh, no. I don't blame you. Sure, you're right. Citizenship is not for the slaves. It's a thing, you know. That's what the laws of this country say. It would be the same with Zanktogaren and Marlbearer. I don't care how much you break if it's a thing - killing it isn't enough to pull it off. Freedom of the owner, so. I don't know if I feel good.

You were wrong about me, weren't you, this? Rather than kill, I suffer. Whether you cry, scream, or don't mind, I'll let you die at the end of the sentence.

No, you're not. What do you call that, an abusive hobby? I think it's something else. I've been working in that house for many years, so I'll hear about the other houses. Wherever the owner of a house has a peculiar habit of strangling a woman when it extends to her, but on the contrary, she's happy to be flogged by a mistress who's a coward. I've never heard anything like that before.

Yeah, yeah. There are many unusual hobbies in the world. Some of them kill people and rejoice, humiliate corpses and reach, right? You're saying it's not that much of a problem if you're a slave, not a citizen, not to mention the same nobility.

I... that monster is not that easy.

Flat, so flat! Whether the other person cries, calls, suffers, or dies! He doesn't cry, he doesn't anger, he doesn't laugh, he doesn't rejoice! Look at the snake. It's cold eyes, watching the slaves die while they stand back!

Oh, no, it's not. No. No, it's not. I was indifferent to the reaction of slaves. But... yes, I said it was an experiment. Yeah, that's right. It's an alchemy experiment. Let the slaves take their medication, inject them, rub their bellies and heads alive, and if they die with it, try to separate them... Unbelievable. Ever since I was such a hungry ghost, flat out!

So if you suffer or die the way you expected, you laugh! Oh, it worked, I said! The experiment was a success! If you don't do what I thought and you die, tongue me if you fail! Damn, what are you talking about, he!? Even though you're a slave, what do you think your life is? It's... it's like a demon!

Oh, yeah. My lord came and ran into the church. My son says the devil has possessed me...... yet the priest's standout is Shilo! Is that possible? This is stupid!? If I'm not the devil, what the hell are you talking about!?

Yes, it is because of him that the master came. At first, he ignored it even though it was creepy. It's noble. I'll kill as many slaves as I want. So, but!? Every day, every day, every single one! How the hell did you kill him in the mansion?

In the middle of the night, it burns in the courtyard every night! I know, it's a cremation fire! A blue-faced slave carries a shitty slave in his luggage and throws it into the fire! I'm afraid it's my turn next! Oh, shit! It reminds me! The smell of cooking meat mixed with medicine, but still! Even now!!

Ugh!?

Up...... oge......

Ugeye ehee............ Huh!!

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I'm sorry, don't mess with me. hehe, hehe......

But, you know, I didn't throw up a lie, did I?

Really, really, that monster is unusual.

Since it was eight, right? If you're a starving ghost, you're still drooling, and... you've been imitating things against heaven. I'm not lying.

Yes, it is. And then I started running away to booze. He devised to keep his slaves as quiet as possible, and he stopped looking at people, but he was lying on the guard of the mansion for some reason. I've seen it many times. Such a hell of a lot......

Sir, don't you believe me? You don't believe me at all, do you?

Hihihi... right, it's drunken bullshit... otherwise, I'm just hoping there won't be some crazy bastards... ugh.

But you can't help it... you said you had to go crazy... look at that stuff...

Then I wonder if he was crazy too... right, you're crazy... and that demon... and his daughter who's been next to him for so long...

2. In the Wang Du Brosenne Adventurer Guild - Receptionist's Testimony

Welcome to the Adventurer Alliance! Are you requesting a quest today?

Huh? No? Have you come to talk to me? High Court hearing?

Yes, no, hey. This place is healthy and healthy, and it's never dark behind you.

... Oh, is it about the adventurer you were registering? Nah, I'm surprised.

No, it's nothing, yes. So, who are you asking about?

Embrace the Ovenil family? Apparently, he was mostly on material collection quests? What, did you do something to her?

Ha ha, I was checking to see if there was anything suspicious about the inheritance issue, and I was wondering if you'd like to know about your second son's associates in that house.

Ok. If that's the case, I'd be happy to work with you. However, I don't think it would be helpful with regard to inheritance issues.

Yeah, I remember it well. Because he was a stranger and he was noticeable.

When was that, many years ago... so what is that, that gaze?

How many of you are there? Wow, my year has nothing to do with it. Ugh!? Isn't that nice, how old did you say you worked for! It would be on my own!?

Ah.

... Cohon. I beg your pardon.

You were talking about her, weren't you? Yeah, he was a really impressive kid. From what, it was different.

It's been weird since I came to sign up for this guild. Oh, my God, you were such a little kid.

Yes. I don't even know if I'm ten years old, and I was a girl.

I'm surprised at that...... I thought the carriage with the snake's crest stopped in front of the guild, and from there came the aristocratic boy and his little maid with him, right? So at first, I thought you were Quest's client. Children's clients are rare, because they are noble to see. If you're young enough to take the lead, well, I was wondering if you might have one of the errands to ask the Alliance for. But you weren't.

You want to register this kid as an adventurer, right? Yeah, that boy - the second son of the Ovenil family said it.

I've already gone to heaven. What are you talking about, this girl? Are you insane? "Register yourself," I mean, well, you can understand if you give up a hundred steps. Because it's common for boys to admire adventure, and sometimes it's more adventurous for nobles not to succeed the governor. but the subject to register was a maid with you. I asked him again a few times, but he told me that he was the one.

So, if you look closely, that little maid, she was wearing a collar. Silver, stubborn-looking. Yeah, it's a slave collar.

Well, registering slaves as adventurers is, well, not a story. To carry luggage, shields in times of need, and parties that use slaves for that matter. When it gets horrible, rich people make a slave-only party and use it until it's a mess, whatever.

But, hey? It's a girl, isn't it? That's also a cute, white, laid-back girl like a doll. Whatever you think, I thought you should let even the maid stay put, rather than the adventurer being a dangerous business.

That's institutionally fine, and whatever way you use slavery, it's at its master's discretion. But isn't it talking about Fumiko, the muscles you should put through as a person, throwing all that stuff aside?

So, just in case, I heard. Do you really want to be an adventurer? To the child of that slave. As for Jianmae, it is also written in the Articles of Association that 'the qualification of an adventurer is willing to do an adventure'. Now, if this kid doesn't seem to like it, I thought I'd say no.

Well, before I came here, if I had been ordered in advance by the magic of obedience to say 'yes' even if they asked me so, there's nothing I can do. But it was also a child who brought him here. I thought you'd be hooked on these manifolds.

If you do, right? He snuck away without hesitation. I was sincerely motivated.

How do you know that? When you say the magic of obedience, you can't change it to your will. Impossible orders are those that are delayed in execution because of resistance on the part of slaves. But that kid doesn't have it. It was really the will of the person.

I can't help it, so I accepted it. I'm the receptionist, Atashi.

It's a harsh story, because this industry is based on free will and self-responsibility. Freedom to be an adventurer through impossibility, freedom to take requests that do not fit your height, and freedom to die because of it. You can't stop someone who wants to be. Of course, as for this one, we work as hard as possible to get you quested according to your strengths. It also involves the credibility of the person who requests it.

Oh, excuse me. You missed the point.

I'm that kid...... his name is uni. No family name. The age at registration is ten. The class I signed up for - it's like a title that symbolizes my skill and function - was a magical swordsman.

Isn't this amazing, too? A magic swordsman is a flower in the form of a flower among adventurers. Do both magic and swordsmanship and deal with all situations without difficulty. It's easy to say by mouth, but it doesn't work unless you have a fairly advanced education as well as your personal qualities. Clarify me, it's not something you can be a slave to. That too, a ten-year-old girl, I can't believe it.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Little Ear said he had a strange request from the Ovenil family some years before that. Anything you want your slaves to teach you the skills of adventurers or something. It's a request that my senior handled. When I asked, some noblemen did strange things, but now that I think about it, was that meant to train her?

Naturally, that kid instantly became famous. Slave, girl, magic swordsman. And a maid. It's a chunk of topicality.

Did the maid have anything to do with it? I do, that's what I do. That kid, for some reason, he's always a maid of honor, isn't he? It's always when you come to get a request, when you come to get a reward, when you shop in the city. Maybe he's out in that outfit for adventure, too. Because the city gatekeeper was rumouring. A maid with a collar with a sword went by. Isn't that crazy?

It wasn't once or twice that the party I listened to asked my husband to sell her to me. He's a slave in any way, so if his husband is willing to do that, he's in a position to be bought and sold. If you're going to get a good rookie, if you can buy one, you want to buy one. It's called Humanity. It also has the added value of looking beautiful in Omake, so don't you think it's a great future property in many ways? Well, I didn't let go after all, either, that boy.

How was it as an adventurer, is it? He was excellent without complaint. Solo not partying - I was a so-called lone wolf, so I didn't take the huge quest that required a number of people, but you had over 90% of the requests accomplished. So much so that the screwed up request was crossed by the other adventurers who booked it. This is all you can do with a solo, and the fact that exploration quests are the main thing must have excelled in ranger skills.

The rank was C stayed, but if I even went into a party there and got a big mouth request, I guess I would have been A-rated by now. Originally, the adventurer could name two names from class B, but she, by way of exception, was also allowed in class C. Now when it comes to [Uni the Silver Wolf], if you're an adventurer in the Brosenne neighborhood, you have to know. Mogli is a level celebrity.

What, you have no idea how amazing that is? If you're a Rank A adventurer, it's enough to turn a request for a dragon crusade. Isn't that easy to understand when you say that? Because it means that a few people - or just one person - have the ability to deal with a little military situation. Yeah, I didn't have a flashy track record of being a reference for an examination, but in my view it's definitely A-grade equivalent.

It's just, well... you were a troublemaker. She was a big girl, so she wasn't the type to make a commotion out of herself. What, it's obvious, isn't it? Because adventurers are the kind of race that lives with dating, insanity and glory. Of all those people, when they stand out a little evil, they quickly get caught up in rubbing.

For example, yeah...

I guess that was when that kid was still running out. There was a threesome party that flowed from the extra space to this king's capital. So, she's here to take the quest and the request she wants is booked. Then already, there's a lot of people over there, and they're older, and besides, aren't they guys? Tell Song to give up the request. But she won't back down either. That kid, he's doing adventurers for the money for your husband's desired products and research - even the alchemist for everything. At that request, he really wants to enter a hunting ground where he won't be able to get in without permission.

Then, one of those parties got carred. It comes with a collar, so you can see it as a slave at a glance. Didn't you think that if slaves licked you, you'd go into business? As I said, it's usually a slave adventurer, because it's the market for luggage or throwaway pawns. So I guess I thought I'd let you pull in with a little sore eyes. I tried to poke her with my hand, Don.

Yeah, 'I tried to punch you'. But that kid avoided hilarious, and he had better get his hands on it. That was hilarious. No, I'm not laughing when I think about what happened after that.

So, we'll see about that later, right? Because in front of the public, it was also a city guild that had just arrived and was about to sell its name, lightly embellished by a little girl. It's a good red shame. Then, no matter what I do, I can only paint it with shame, but it won't fit. This is killing me and making me a slave habit! and.

So, Uni, what made you angry? But she's changed. Even if they call me a slave, I remain a twin and a clear face. A slave, sir. What do you want? I thought you were obeying your husband. But that attitude seems to have become more and more oily. Besides the first guy who got his hands on me, I told him I should just stop. An insult to her husband.

... don't ask for specifics, right? If, in case, it goes into that kid's ear, I'm in danger.

So, if you notice, the area is bloody. I did it, that girl. It was an early job that didn't go unnoticed. At that time, like this, I remember a breeze blowing out of a buwer. Even though it's indoor. Maybe it's the magic of the wind system. I wonder if it was in order to put one man away with a single-handed sword draw and the other two shoot magic out of their remaining hands... I didn't see it, so I guess. Can you believe it? A 10-year-old girl killed three men in an instant, no hesitation, no age, no physique, maybe his age as an adventurer, right? If Atashi didn't know how to do her job, she'd probably think it was a bad dream.

She was blameless. Blade wounds between adventurers are a decision that cost them their lives. They kill each other with monsters all year round, so a lot of people fight fast. Besides, most humans have the fighting power they deserve, so it's also a struggle to arbitrate. So, well, in those cases, it's worse to die, he said. The adventurer said that all the permanent beds are adventures, protect themselves. Of course, if harm is to be done to the general public, they will be designated crusaders after being removed from the guild.

Aside from that, I'm really going to be afraid of you. No, I was scared enough to see you kill each other right in front of me, or a unilateral homicide.

She was shaking. The first time I saw a faceless girl who was silent, not even nickely, or musty, broke her expression. I was crying in tears, shaking my face and crying. At first, I misunderstood you, too. Oh, I knew Uni was a girl, too, he said. So much so that you could regret killing and cry, you said you looked like a girl.

But it is. She was an adventurer by then, even though she ran out. I also did a few requests, and some of them were bandit bandits. Sure, I remember that your husband's boy negotiating directly with his client that he wanted some of the stolen items instead of the money for the reward.... She was already a killer. This is proof of the fulfillment of the request. I remembered that I had a raw neck stuck in a leather bag on this counter. That was a dong pull, wasn't it?

Well, I thought you thought you'd be caught and punished, but that's different, too. She can read letters, and the roots are serious, so you must remember every guild decision. I gave you the articles of association when I signed up. As much as you don't blame me for this case, you should know.

So, Atashi, I asked you if you should stop. Uni, what's wrong? That's the wrong question, isn't it? Maybe there was a blood splash up in front of you, it was so bloody bloody, you were feeling moody. If it were normal, I wouldn't get close. To the kid who just killed someone. Even a man who's fine enough to kill an outlaw knows that.

She, I said. I broke your husband's words, he said. I told you not to rub it.

... You heard your own blood draw away. I felt the cold sweat flowing. Some monsters look closer to humans. Then habits and thought circuits are like monsters with no understanding. That was the whole city, and suddenly it felt like it appeared in front of me. 'Cause you just killed people, and this is your first thought, right? Before guilt or fear of being punished, your husband first, right? I don't know why. I thought you were going to be so scared to punish me, but it doesn't seem like it. She said your husband was sweet. If you make a little mistake, you'll laugh and forgive me. But I broke my word by being sweet about it. I'm afraid I'm going to be such a badly made slave, he said.

She must have been moving, too. This is the scene where you spoke your heart so clearly, later and earlier. I didn't think you'd like to hear it. They talked about such an extraordinarily crazy thought circuit naked. I couldn't keep up with my understanding. I felt terrible nausea, but that wasn't just the fault of the crime scene, was it?... I was scared. There's a ten-year-old crying halfway in front of me. The reason you're crying doesn't make sense.

So, is it? I had no choice, so I went to get her husband. That kid, he kept crying as he stood, so he wanted me to come pick him up. I wanted that unsure creature to be brought home quickly by a properly controlled owner. 'Cause you do, don't you? I have no hesitation in killing people, but I have no idea what I'm thinking. Such a presence sits in a state where the hoop of reason remains off. Don't be scared.

That boy, your sergeant from the Ovenil family, accompanied me with pleasure with his face saying he had no choice. Really, light. You had a lot harder time talking to the guard of the mansion. He was so casual that I didn't think he was noble. And, oh, I'm sorry. You were a nobleman too, weren't you? It was a silence.

So, the day was over when the boy brought that kid home. It was amazing, her. Sit down as soon as the boy arrives. Even though the floor is raw and dry blood, it doesn't look like I've noticed either. I was impressed that the beautiful outfit, which had not bathed in a single return blood, quickly grew more and more red and dirty. That's how I crawled over and over again, and I'm sorry, I apologized. Is that your boy's reaction?... I was laughing and forgiving. Yeah, he's really bold and broad-minded. And he was also smart. When you heard the story, you immediately assumed that the person you rubbed was a runner in the back and forth situation. She was comforted that it wasn't such a serious rub because they didn't seem like the kind of people around here with the back shield. You're a sweet husband, aren't you? The first time I brought her here, the bad impression blew right up.

... What is it? You look weird?

Didn't you think her husband was scared or strange?

Haha, come on. There's no way Atashi would think that to her husband, is there? 'Cause, you see, right? Why don't we start with what we've been talking about?

Guess what. Really. Please.

This happened. Since then, adventurers have been cautious when they see maids in this neighborhood to make sure they're not wearing collars first. Sometimes, a newcomer who doesn't know it touches her scales and disappears into darkness unknowingly or something. Such myths are also popular. haha.

Apparently there have been several other similar things, but the one that impressed Atashi the most is now, isn't it? How dare it happen in front of me? My liver's cold, really.

Oh, and.

Don't get me wrong, okay? I told you a lot, Atashi, but I don't hate her. I usually notice it a lot, because it's serious, and most importantly, I stand up for you. Although there are some things that are a little difficult to understand and your husband is the top priority and you don't care about killing people. Because Atashi has also been in this industry for a long time. Because unlike people, it's broken somewhere, and people like that are used to seeing it. It's a lot, what's that? Of course, it's unusual to be as far off as she is.

But, right? Adventurers are just as good a job as being a little crazy.

Top-notch adventurers can make enough money to play and live with it for a while if they do one big job. That's the amount of money a civilian can't earn for a lifetime, right? But still, there are so many people who are tired of risking their lives. Every job, if you screw one up, is as dangerous as taking your life. Yet I'm happy to stick my neck in the commotion or step into the labyrinth. Funny, isn't it? This guy always rubs his heart off in the lifetime Seido-ji streak, and somewhere the screws are off, right? And I can't bear to end it because I can only stand on my arms to say so.

That's why I think. Being crazy somewhere as a person is, in a way, a condition for a first-rate adventurer. People who stand in places that regular people can't step into are different from others, after all. Then she's definitely top notch. In fact, you behaved like you deserved it. Master, if you don't step on the tiger's tail, there's nothing wrong with Atashi and the others. I'm just a natural adventurer. No, her main job is to be a slave and a maid.

Is this where you can talk from Atashi?

But you let go of your spare talent.

Yeah, he went to Zanktogaren with his husband who studies abroad, though. I'm not feeling well. But you've heard you recently returned home. I don't see him at all, though. Are you busy working at the mansion? Well, I'm pretty sure I'm with your husband's boy.

If you're going to see that girl, please let me know. If you have time, consider doing quests in your guild. There's something scary about it, but if you don't even give it an extra little bit, because it's an awesome arm to rely on.

To your husband... please hold her reins firmly, but. Yeah, that's all I can say, isn't it?

But does this story really have anything to do with inheritance issues?